If I am wicked, why then labor I in vain?

Yet shall you plunge me in the ditch, and my own clothes shall abhor me.

For you write bitter things against me, and make me possess the iniquities of my youth.

For now you number my steps: do not watch over my sin.

Is not your wickedness great? and your iniquities without end?

If I covered my transgressions as Adam, by hiding my iniquity in my bosom:

I am clean without transgression, I am innocent; neither is there iniquity in me.

He looks upon men, and if any say, I have sinned, and perverted that which was right, and it profited me not;

O LORD God of hosts, how long will you be angry against the prayer of your people?

You, even you, are LORD alone; you have made heaven, the heaven of heavens, with all their host, the earth, and all things that are therein, the seas, and all that is therein, and you preserve them all; and the host of heaven worships you.

Your righteousness is like the great mountains; your judgments are a great deep: O LORD, you preserve man and beast.

Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you set a watch over me?

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison thereof drinks up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

I was at ease, but he has broken me asunder: he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.

He breaks me with breach upon breach, he runs upon me like a warrior.

Therefore shall you make them turn their back, when you shall make ready your arrows upon your strings toward their face.

He has bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.

Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like the waters.